prologue

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             -In the realm of the gods-

“Another lost soul are you?”

“There’s no point in looking around.”

“It’s just you and me here. Stuck in an endless abyss.”

“Silent, isn’t it? “

“Are there others?”

“Well, yes but they’re….”

“Busy.”

“Me?”

“Oh, why I am here to guide you.”

“Don’t worry too much about the details for now.”

“It’ll come to you in due time.”

“Seeing as I have you in my company and you do not seem to know what has happened, I suppose I could help you refill your memory.”

“Give clarity, perhaps?”

“For now, I shall tell you the tale of a young britanian boy.”

“His name was Vera Heart.”

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